Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Lebanon and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Gichy Dan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gories,
Warren Ellis,
New Age Steppers,
Symarip,
Q65,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
ABC,
Section 25,
Black Moon,
Gichy Dan,
the Slits,
Toni Rubio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
World's Most,
Sonic Youth,
Pere Ubu,
Blossom Toes,
Make Up,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soul II Soul,
Mantronix,
New Order,
Freddie Wadling,
Joyce Sims,
Michelle Simonal,
the Normal,
The Fortunes,
Babytalk,
Dead Boys,
Au Pairs,
Tom Boy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lucky Dragons,
Dave Gahan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zero Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Glambeats Corp.,
10cc,
Pagans,
Faraquet,
Minor Threat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Youth Brigade,
Eric Dolphy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Velvet Underground,
Pantytec,
Public Enemy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radiohead,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.